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circus - ljay gzz lyrics

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[intro: ljay gzz]
suck my d*ck, like, look
it’s that ljay gzz
suck my d*ck, n*gga
oyk

[verse 1: ljay gzz]
look, like, look
i be feelin’ lil’ different
like, look, when i’m totin’ this smithin’
most of y’all n*ggas is really not cl!ckin’
bro, kk, what we on?
let’s show ’em who really put on
40 and 9, [?]
n*ggas know we spin to the 4
lotti, he dead, [?]
rah rah, he dead, he was sent to the lord
talkin’ sh*t, then we look into yo’ home
no, i don’t talk, i just [?]
[?], they ready to go
[?]
when we run up, beat them out they clothes
runnin’ ricky, yeah, [?]
if he [?], like
spin his block one more time, then we rewind, like
sеnd some shots, and you know he won’t survive, likе
smokin’ [?], he got me fried, like
all my ooters, they outside, on the 9, like
and y’all n*ggas is p*ssy
we see a opp, he gon’ [?]
smokin’ on gibby, got put in a cookies
word to my dead, y’all n*ggas is some rookies, like
we go to yo’ block, two deep with the knocks
we not shootin’ from deep, walk up, let it flock
[?], he won’t flock
like, [?], grrah
hold on, that’s the cops
hold on, [?]
that’s the boys, like, they just stopped
[?]
[verse 2: kdot keepcl!ckin]
told bro, “just park that v”
like, i’m a demon, i send more than three (three)
i’m a ooter that stay with my g
i said f*ck all the opps, like, they wanna beef (don’t run)
word to bro, n*ggas cannot compete
i send knockers and knockers, walkin’ through they street (like, yeah)
yeah, word to bro, n*ggas know what i do
bend through, hop out, and i’m lettin’ it boom (baow)
hop out, get lit
like, word to bro, n*ggas be on my d*ck (uh*huh)
big gdk, n*ggas never on sh*t
but i’m big eos and i tote on that grip (mhm)
hop out, get lit
and we smokin’ on e with the dot, got hit
kk throw five, i throw ten on that block
word to bro, n*ggas stole my bop
like, mel got shot, talkin’ on the hot (where you goin’?)
if you diss on the bros, that’s how you get shot (don’t run)
hop out, get lit
like, word to bro, n*ggas see us, they trip
like, i remember those days on that strip (on that strip)
lend me a boat, too deep with that grip (that grip)
yo, bubba, don’t miss
n*ggas be cappin’, we out to the 6 (like, boom)
[verse 3: kk spinnin]
like, i got me a knock, spin around
word to my dead, i’ma shake up the town
run into s, he get put in a pound
n*gga be chattin’, that n*gga a clown
run into me? run into who?
bro, i can’t wait till i run into you
word to bro, you get put on the news
n*ggas be chattin’, they do it for views
we really outside and we ready to shoot
i back out the beam, put that sh*t to your crew
jay mac, he p*ssy, he know what i do
i bend through his block, and i’m throwin’, like, two
suck my d*ck, lil’ bro, you fool
members outside, so we came out the stu’
lil’ n*gga, he seen this, ain’t know what to do
if i go to school, then i’m bringin’ my tool
get low on the teachers, i had to go kuu
two beams with a deuce, n*ggas know what i do
[?], we know how to move
if anything, i’ma just throw out the two
if anything, i’ma just throw out the two, grrah

[outro: kk spinnin]
throw that, throw that
it’s kk, like, hold on, throw that
we not goin’ to court today

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